...was of this magician and healer, likely Tuareg, and surely from the Sahara. I took this picture, then tried to get closer to another healer | storyteller type, and the camera was knocked down to the brickwork in an ancient courtyard or jemaa -- in the jostling crowd -- and she never woke up again. And I surely tried many techniques, trying to wake her up. While there's no pronouncement against taking pictures, some people simply don't like it. And they'll tell you so. Or, they'll glare,...

Happy Thanksgiving! Sometime back, in October, there was a group of wild turkeys, that came to visit me. And while they are normally very reticent about being close to people, these were friendly. I called to them, they came, and stayed for some bread. They gathered just up from my house, next to an installation I call Manjushri. This is a shrine -- it's an old stump of a snag that actually collapsed on my house. After the tree fell on my house, I was thankful that it (my house) was still...

Marrakech -- The realm of Islam, in beauty: In the love of God, it is permitted to celebrate this presence, but not in idolatrous sculpture-making or craven images. Therefore, the wonderment, you can find in beauty -- patterning -- in the making of places and experiences that shows a love of God, and of beautiful things, represented in references like these -- la geometria divina: Photos by Tim Girvin tsg | the later evening, the medina quarter, marrakech, morocco "There is a saying or hadith,...

Sometimes, the work of the weekend is complex enough, with writing, drawing and research -- prepping and creating projects -- that there's no time for anything else. But, being on the island this weekend, I'd found that a remarkably balanced cairn -- one that lasted literally for years, amidst the rain, storms and wild winds had fallen. This cairn was the Wanderer cairn -- but in celebration of that; and as an opening memorial to my youngest brother, Matt Girvin. That morning that my father...

Friends have responded with imagery and stories. And ideas. Dawn Clark, AIA LEED AP tree lover gorgeous set of images¦ I love these places -- there's no place more spiritually fulfilling wow cool! I've got some images of trees with eyes, too.. here are some others, more toward the spiritual place.. tree-ferns of bali bamboo forest of kyoto moss tree forest of chele la pass Bhutan too many more: hundreds I'm working on one blog trees + architecture it seems that all spiritual architecture is...

Being in the place of trees... And this is the sixth in a series, from https://tim.girvin.com/Entries/index.php. When I contemplate the place of the tree in my heart, I go there in my mind. And I go back to many forests, in many parts of the planet, that take me back to where it began, that connectedness, in the center of me -- to the forest: the love of wild trees. I hold that experience in my body and soul wholly -- the scent, the taste, the hearing, the touch, the sight. It is reaching to...

The oldest souls in the world... And this is the fifth in a series, from https://tim.girvin.com/Entries/index.php. Being a walker, and a runner, I like to study trees wherever I go. And I look for old trees. I look at them from a number of perspectives. How healthy are they? What kind of leaves do they have, what about the bark, where do their roots go? And this is something about how to sense the age of a tree. Looking at a tree, studying their time on the planet -- there is the scale of the...

Drawing trees... And this is the fourth in a series, from https://tim.girvin.com/Entries/index.php. There is the gesture -- the drawing in place -- of how trees fill up the space, and the place, in which they live. In looking at the patterning of the tree, have you noticed how the green fills the place of their being? What I mean is that the green of the tree somehow "knows" how to fill the space of their "being". The very existence of the place fills out the volume of how -- and where -- they...

I've been a lover of trees, and a lover of being in trees. Up in trees. And this is the third in a series, from https://tim.girvin.com/Entries/index.php. I savor trees. And tree houses. Tree houses have been widely explored under my watch. Some of them have been wildly dangerous, rickety and teetering; some of them have been abandoned, others, freshly constructed. This began when I was a child -- since we had one at our house -- one that was progressively upgraded over the years by my father....

The story of the old, tall ones: Sequoia. And climbing them... Learning comes in differing ways. The conference for Technology, Entertainment & Design: TED, is one of them. I'm a member of the TED community. You go there, literally, to be a part of that sharing. And an extraordinary sharing it is. Through TED, I reconnected with the author Richard Preston. I'd first encountered him with his "Hot Zone" -- an adventuresome read into the wildfire disease spread -- the ranging (and raging)...